Jelly had long passed his tolerance threshold with the antics of a certain dark-haired boy. Sometimes he wished he could drag Johnny to the barn for a good tanning, and today was just such a day.
Jelly saw Johnny sitting on the top rail of the corral fence and headed his way.
Johnny may not be as educated as his big brother but he wasn’t stupid and he recognized ‘pissed-off’ when he saw it. So he took Scott’s advice about discretion and valor, and jumped from the rail and headed for Barranca.
Jelly shook his head and watched boy and horse head for the Lancer arch.
“Yep Johnny boy, ya better skedaddle.” Jelly laughed and scratched his chin.